Me and You

Yeah

Haha

It’s Murderlyn

Let’s go

Dem no wan believe

Say man don dey craze

For the dream, I dey chase

No be today

No dey talk if you no get the pay

Put respect on the name

Or commot for the way

I dey para for the beat

Like say na my babe

I go ride on the wave

Till I bust through the gate

No be small play

When I enter the stage

Dem dey feel the rage

Dem dey shout "who be this?"

Craze dey the head

Craze for the bread

Craze for the win

Till the whole place red

Dem dey watch from the fence

But I jump the hedge

Now I dey on top

While dem still dey beg

Craze dey the head

Craze for the grind

Craze for the mic

Craze every time

Dem dey wonder why

But I no dey mind

I was born for this

I was born to shine

When I see you

Murderlyn ah ha

You make my lyrics

Sweet bitterline

Your magical

Voice shishi me